MomClub President Jenny Cross schlepped sketches of faces she saw on the street. They were not fully realized images, but Jenny Cross was hoping her daughter had not yet dropped her afternoon nap, so she kept the sketches in a Ziploc baggie in the inseam of her diaper bag. In the late afternoon, after a […]

To maintain this standard of vibe as our text grows, the Group Chat is pleased to announce the formation of the Group Chat Union.

So how ‘bout the next time you see your mother shaking and bending, keeping yet transcending time, and building toward a chorus, please feel free to take your visceral facial reaction and shove it into a book, or smash it against a digital screen.

Yes, we’ve all been busy contemplating the metaphysical implications of a real actual Satan. Does this mean there is also a God, a Heaven, a Hell?

All it takes is a few major news stories, a massive year-long outpouring of women sharing their pain, and a whole three-day documentary for you to see what a raging fuckhead you are!

Hi Honey, it’s Mom. As you can probably imagine I’m thinking about you a lot today, the anniversary of the Great Chicago Fire. I’m so glad we weren’t there.